Description
Slamming Doors, shouting, another Egg? Really? Castor barely ever came to check up on Filly, the last time his own Father spent time with him, his wings weren't even webbed yet. Here was another egg, another kid. They were just going to be ignored once they were grown too, what was the point? Not to mention, leaving Wynsiph? With an egg, a defenseless child still within it's shell? Was Castor really that fucking stupid? More Arguing, Screaming. Mostly from Filly.
"YOU'RE A TERRIBLE DAD! You're not even my real dad- I HATE YOU!"
"No. No I'm not, but good fucking luck finding your real dad because he didn't even care enough to raise you!"
Castors voice called after him as he slammed the hatch to the treehouse shut as he left. He needed to think, he needed to clear his head he...
He needed to leave.
*Fast Story, may update to be more detailed and longform later. May not.*
[CAMEOS]
Filly belongs to
Castor belongs to
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